Lucky One becomes Unlucky

Apartment.

After Qian Zhaozhao came back, the whole person was still nervous. Looking at the attitude of those executives today, there should be no problem with his bidding.

But so far, she has not received any text calls.

At this time, the mobile phone that has been holding in hand lights up. It's a strange number. Qian Zhaozhao takes it immediately.

Just listen to the person on the phone said: "Miss Qian, I'm Ma Hongliang, the person in charge of this project. I have some problems with your plan. I don't know if you can come and explain it."

Qian Zhaozhao immediately excited: "no problem."

"OK, I'll send you the address."

When the phone hung up, Qian Zhaozhao immediately received the news and changed his clothes in a hurry.

Ma Hongliang is the person in charge of this project. He called himself, which means that this project should be regarded as winning.

Qian Zhaozhao couldn't wait to get out of the door. Seeing that it was not early, he reported the good news to Feng Heng as soon as possible.

Feng Heng was just about to go home when he received a text message from Qian Zhaozhao: Ma Hongliang, the person in charge of this project, is going to talk to me. I think the bidding is successful, hee hee.

Feng Heng's eyes are full of worries. He calls Qian Zhaozhao in a hurry.

Qian Zhaozhao had arrived at the restaurant that Ma Hongliang said at this time, put his mobile phone in his bag, didn't turn on the voice, and didn't hear the call from Feng Heng.

As soon as she walked in, a waiter came to show her to the Yajian on the second floor, and around a wooden carved screen, Qian Zhaozhao saw Ma Hongliang making tea.

"Sit down, please." Seeing Qian Zhaozhao, Ma Hongliang motioned to her and gave her a cup of tea by the way.

Qian Zhaozhao sat opposite him, took out the documents in his bag and put them in front of Ma Hongliang: "Mr. Ma, please see what you don't understand."

"Have a cup of tea before you talk." Ma Hongliang waved to her.

Qian had to drink all the tea he handed over.

"Well, go ahead." At this time, Ma Hongliang falsely took over the document, but his eyes were squinting on Qian Zhaozhao's white and delicate arm.

Qian Zhaozhao noticed his sight and frowned. She was a little disgusted. But since she came here, she didn't want to leave directly.

So, after a long distance with Ma Hongliang, I explained it again.

After a while, Ma Hongliang stopped her and said, "Zhaozhao, your copywriting is very good and attentive, but you have to know that the most important credit in your business."

"I understand that as long as you give me this opportunity, reputation will gradually accumulate." Qian Zhao said sincerely.

Ma Hongliang tut tut two, straight up to Qian Zhaozhao in front, sitting next to her.

"Zhaozhao, you still can't understand what I mean." Ma Hongliang's eyes fell on Qian Zhaozhao's slender and charming legs, and he couldn't help swallowing two mouthfuls of saliva. Then his eyes went up again, looking at Qian Zhaozhao's confused face, grinning and showing his yellow teeth.

"For a girl like you who has just entered the workplace, the best way is to have a backer." He then closed his hand to Qian Zhaozhao's full place.

Qian Zhaozhao immediately understood the intention of the old se ghost. With cold eyes, he dodged his salty pig hand and stood up.

But as soon as she got up, she felt dizzy, and then she fell down on the sofa of the box again, staring at Ma Hongliang.

There's something wrong with the cup of tea she just drank!

Sure enough, Ma Hongliang shook his tea and looked at her with a smile: "your sister told me that you can beat people. How can I be unprepared?"

With a smile, he stretched out his big hand to Qian Zhaozhao: "baby, you are better than ye Chuman's figure, and you have a good face. As long as you are obedient, not to mention 50 million orders, I will give you hundreds of millions."

Qian Zhaozhao looked at his fat hand coming to his chest and tried his best to hide back.

But she was drugged by Ma Hongliang and lost her strength when she moved one step.

"Dare you, I'm Feng Heng's woman!" Qian Zhaozhao clenched his finger bone and turned white. His scarlet eyes glared at Ma Hongliang and warned him.

Ma Hongliang immediately stops, squints, and then pounces on Qian Zhaozhao.

"You are Feng Heng's woman. Are you kidding? Feng Heng will like you like this?" As Ma Hongliang spoke, his fat mouth went directly to Qian Zhaozhao.

His hand was about to pick Qian Zhaozhao's clothes when the door of the box "banged" and was kicked open.

Ma Hongliang was interrupted, turned his head: "you ya, who destroyed..." before he finished his words, even before he could see clearly, the man hit him in the stomach with one foot, so powerful that he let out a cry and fell all over the world.

Ma Hongliang covered his stomach and raised his head just to confront Feng Heng's cold face.

His fat face turned white.

"Feng, Feng, Mr. Feng, please... Listen to me." He was in a hurry.

Only Feng Heng's shining shoes approached him. Without waiting for Ma Hongliang's reaction, Feng Heng kicked him again.

Ma Hongliang suddenly felt that his internal organs were about to be broken. Feng Heng always applied "benevolent government" to his subordinates. At this moment, Ma Hongliang saw such a huge profit for the first time.

"I'll sue you." He cried out suddenly, fearing no death.

"Sue me?" Feng Heng's dark eyes couldn't see the bottom. "I'll change people to do the project. From today on, you'll go to prison and stay well."

As soon as his cold voice fell, Ma Hongliang's face collapsed. He wanted to beg for mercy again, but Feng Heng had already picked up Qian Zhaozhao and left the teahouse.

After he left, several bodyguards surrounded Ma Hongliang directly

Feng Heng holds Qian Zhaozhao and goes all the way to the hospital.

In the car.

Feng Heng looks at Qian Zhaozhao, who is weak all over. The ice in his eyes retreats, and he holds her more tightly.

"It's all right."

Qian Zhaozhao's nose was sour and astringent. He leaned against Feng Heng and nodded.

Fortunately, he came, otherwise, she didn't know what to do

Feng Heng hugs her tightly. Thinking of what happened just now, he can't help but be afraid. Fortunately, he arrived in time.

To the hospital, Qian Zhaozhao was sent to gastric lavage.

She woke up again. It was the next day. She saw Feng Heng lying beside her bed.

His clothes are the same as those of yesterday. They are all wrinkled.

As soon as Qian Zhaozhao's heart warms, he slowly sits up from the bed, and Feng Heng wakes up.

"You wake up. Is there anything wrong with you?" He asked with concern.

Qian Zhaozhao shook his head: "I'm ok."

After that, she leaned towards him and hugged Feng Heng: "look, I have strength now."

Feng Heng held her tightly with his backhand and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then his thin lips gently imprinted on her forehead and heart, fell on her lips, a kiss from shallow to deep, a long time to end.

"Well, you go and have a rest. I'm really OK." Qian Zhaozhao took a look at the time, and it was late.

Feng Heng saw that she was really well, so he handed her the mobile phone.

Before, he was afraid of Qian Zhaozhao playing games, so he only gave it to her when she needed it.

"If there's anything wrong, call me right away. I'll have the food delivered."

Qian Zhaozhao nodded cleverly, and his heart was full of happiness.